Happiness is obsolete: uneconomic.

A successful work of art is not one which resolves objective contradictions in a spurious harmony, but one which expresses the idea of harmony negatively by embodying the contradictions, pure and uncompromised, in its innermost structure.

In many people it is already an impertinence to say 'I'.

When I made my theoretical model, I could not have guessed that people would try to realise it with Molotov cocktails.

Even the loveliest dream bears like a blemish its difference from reality, the awareness that what it grants is mere illusion.

The most powerful person is he who is able to do least himself and burden others most with the things for which he lends his name and pockets the credit.

There's not much need for prophets who are in synch with their society.